Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-01-28

the Lord God Almighty. Fly low.
A thousand years ago an emperor
planted rosebush from which roses are
plucked to-day. At the foot of the cross,
nearly nineteen centuries ago, a rose was
planted which blooms to-day. Stoop
down If thou wouldst pluck it. o., for
more of the chld-like spirit I r. rice
in the belief that those who come to
Christ to-day come aware of their sins
and their wants, ana have learned how to
fly low.
Again: These persons who come to-day
are like doves on their way to the dove
cote, because they fly Tor shelter. The al
batrOs makes throne of the tempest;
the sea-gulls find their graGdeSt frOl!c in
! the stOrm-their merrIest hour seems 10
| be that in which the surf OF the sea piles
most high. Not 50 with doves; 81 the
! first blow of the northeastern they fly to the
coop. Eagle contends with eagle in mid
air, and vuiture fights Vu!ture on the b.
som Of the carcass, but doves at the first
dash OF the bird of prey, speed for shelter
from fiery eye and iron heak aud lOath-
some talon. SO today these souls come
here for shelter. Every one has beset-
! ting sin; that sin is always after you. The
roobsr watches you when you come out
/
the money, follows yOu down ME street,
notices where you go to dine, and where
you sleep, and what kind of a lock yOu
have on your door; SO there is some sin
ever on mans track. It goes with him
to the store, It sits on the money-safe, it
looks over his shoulder while he makes
out the bill Of lading, it goes out with him
to dine, it walks home with him at night.
As to some deg that you do not want 10
follow you but persists, you say to it:
'Bsck home with YOU" You
STONE IT AWAY
and start on. After awhile, casually turn
| ing your eye, you find it close after you
with q sneskng look. Wherever you &c,
| sin goes; where you stay, sin stays. You
have watched the hawk above the barn
yard; it sails around and around over the
brood of chickeus-arouGd and around,
! row almost down to the fJck, then
Gack again, until at last it drops
and seizes Its prey. There is a hawk
ready to pouuce on every dove, and that
is the reason that these doves come TO-
day to the windows-they want shelter
in the grace of God aud in Christian as
sociations. They say: ''Ii there is any
! powers in your prayer, let me have
themi if there be any virtue in good
counsels, give them to M; if there be
anything elevating in Christian GssOcia-
tons, let me feel their influence"
"Where thou dwelLest l will dwell. |
Thy people shall be my people, thy God
my God" Open your doors, o church Of
God! and let them come il as "dOveS to !
their windows.''
Christ is the only shelter of the soul in |
trouble. WHAT can you do without Him |
when sorrow comes? Perhaps at first |
you take valerian to quiet your nerves, !
or alcohol to revive your spirits |
put have you found anything in the medi
cines Or physical stimulants sufficient? !
Perhaps in the excitement of the money
market, or in the merry-making Of the |
club, you have sought relief. This world |
has 10 balsam for a wounded soul, no |
shelter for bruised spirit. The dove in |
the time of the deluge flew north and it |
was all water, in which were tossed the |
carCasses Of the dead world, and
THE FIRST SOLID THING
the doves feet touched was the window |
of the ark. So the soul in trouble goes |
out in one direction and finds nothing |
substantial to rest upon. and in another |
direction, and every whittier, but there is !
20 rest for the dove save the ark.
Substantial comfort will not grow
In Natures barren soil;
All we can boast, TIL Christ we know,
Is vanity and toll;
But VIII re tn Lord has planted grace,
Al Il made His glOri known,
There fruits OF heavenly Joys are found;
And there alone.
You lost parent: some one said that
it was in the regular course OF nature
that your father should expire. DID that
comfort you? You lost child; some
body said if that child had lived it might
have turned out badly. Did that comfort
you; You lost your property; they told
Won that riches were very uncertain. You
knew that before. lou were sick: tneV
explained to you that the difficulty was in
the Stcretions or in he Sciatic nerve Did
tnat soothe you: o the despicaole quack-
cry of earthly comfort, But when Chris
comes to the soul and says: al
took your estate because
wanted TO give you mere valuable treas
ures; made you sick in body that your
soul might be brought up to eternal
health; | took your loved Cnes awey be-
cause have better and brighter place
for them in nay own presence" then the
wound heals, then the tears dry OF the
face, then God has become the everlast-
ing portion Of the soul. Oh, the sir is
full of black wings and ravens beaks
They join their wings Of darkness until
they shut out the light of the sun. They
have fattened on the Carcases OF men.
Their clangOT is horrible to the ear.
Trouble and disease and death comma
down on the wind. No wonder these ,
souls have come fer shelter "as doves to ]
their windows" What does the pigeon in ,
bon fnr boy in ba cl,r9
Safe in Christ, safe forever. The noun :
tains may depart, and the hills be re-
moved, but Thy loving kindness shall s
never fail. I
Again, these souls, like doves, fly home. t
Most OF the winged I
DENIZENs HAVE NO HOME. ,
Now they are at the north and now at the i
south, as the climate indicates. This {
year nest in one tree, next year nest
in another tree. The golden oriole re- '
mains but three months of the year in 8
Germany. and is then gone. The linnet f
of Norway crosses the ocean to find rest v
away from the winters blast. The heron,
the goldtinch and the gloss-beak are mi
gratory. The cranes call each other to-
gether several days before going, choose
their leader, arrange themselves in two r
lines, forming an angle, and are gone. o
But the pigeons alluded to in the text, +
summer and winter, always have home 9
in the dsve-cote. And so Christ is the g
lome of those who come to him. He Is a i
warm home; they rest under the Feathers il
Of the Almighty" Christ tells US that II
chickens find not warmer plsce under
he wing of the hen than we in Him He
s safe home; our fortunes may go down
en degrees below zero, the SHOWS of
rouble may fall, the wind of persecution r
nay howl, the jackals of death may stalk T,
orth-all is well, for ''great peace have II
hey who trust in God" From this home I